CATHARSIS

The love she feels is vivid,

It’s almost hard to express,

She wants to speak incessantly,

But in his presence even silence speaks,

There is no need for an exist, or an adieu,

She’s finally rested and she’s got her cue,

To stay where her heart belongs,

She’s found home,

In no promises,

Home,

Knowing that there are no expiry dates to false words,

Home,

To permanence;

Because she finally loves,

She has opened her heart,

To comfort and hurt,

Perhaps this is what they call, ‘Catharsis’.